I’m still very much undecided as to whether holidays abroad with babies and toddlers are a good idea. There are so many considerations, so many logistical problems and non-relaxing hurdles to jump over. Trying to get through airport security with two cartons of milk and an unmarked medicine bottle (it was antibiotics, the label had fallen off!); running from the boarding gate with a toddler who suddenly needs a poo so desperately “it’s already coming out Mummy!” we can’t possibly wait until we get to the plane;  sitting in a confined space – a flying tin can, no less – with a baby who wants to do nothing but run. All of this (and the “please leave your folded pushchair on the tarmac” scenario) before you’ve even arrived at your hot, unfamiliar destination. The home-country holiday – or staycation – has something very big going for it, and that is the fact that you can take your car with you. And yes, I know that you can drive to the south of France, or even Italy, but there’s driving to the south of France, or even Italy, and then there’s driving to the south of France (or even Italy) with a toddler who needs a wee every thirty minutes and a baby/toddler hybrid who doesn’t want to sit still unless it’s absolutely necessary. Frequent stops are mandatory for leg stretches, wee breaks, cuddles, snack stops and various expeditions to service station cafes to relieve boredom.
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